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Take me apart
Reassemble and recharge what you erased
No regards
Zip my lip, i cannot communicate

Above every scent they embellish
It's rotten, yet fresh, so i cannot repel it

They ain't know me like that
Do my homies got my back?
Rigor mortis 'till i crack
Brought me back in, yet we're never patching
Glass, all up in this brittle back
Always lacking what i have, like a magnet
Opposites attracting

I don't wanna feel this bitter
But i don't wanna rock that mask, no
Redacting myself from the present when i wanna end it
Pelt dust at my mental
Cavities build in my dental
Skipping toothpaste for the mentos
Everything felt so common
I hurt so often; bent like a stencil

Caffeination, isolation, what a cycle, what a day
Couple people that i talk to; very seldom light the way
I do it myself it seems
Shot down like it's belomancy

Sat recluse in my room every noon, glued to YouTube
If i had somebody special, it'd be them too
Won't you settle down and tell me what you're going through
Call me up for once, 'cause honestly you never do
So when the clock strikes, i feel the curse so tight
Staying up 'till it's twilight
Green flash in my eyesight
Black cat in the moonlight
Waving bye when i'm boutta cry
I hit you up 'cause i had to cry
Spirit guide lurking hindsight

Drill in my head, got a shovel in my chest
But i leave it like that, let it grow like grass
I'm a fucked up kid, can't live in the past
And the moment don't last, break shit when i laugh
No meds and i'm gassed, but deflate real fast
Real friends hit back, understand where i'm at?
Why you treat 'em like ass though?
Do you got a moat for the castle?
Been down every ounce, now i'm fragile
She had meant so much, what a hassle
Days into weeks, now months
Stolen my crutch
F*ck it i'll hunch
Punching my gut 'till the air flows
Cornering stare with an echo
Licking the tip of the arrow
Wove in a rope like a pharaoh
Sooner than late i won't care, no

Like that
Do my homies got my back?
Rigor mortis 'till i crack
Brought me back in, yet we're never patching
Glass, all up in this brittle back
Always lacking what i have, like a magnet
Opposites attracting

They ain't know me like that
Do my homies got my back?
Rigor mortis 'till i crack
Brought me back in, yet we're never patching
Glass, all up in this brittle back
Always lacking what i have, like a magnet
Opposites attracting

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